"homeless" appears in 20 hymns in our collection, reflecting its spiritual significance in worship.
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...Midst the pastures green and fair,
Jesus gathers in the homeless,
And He dwells among them there....
Midst the pastures green and fair,
Jesus gathers in the homeless,
And He dwells among them there.
...Be Thou our haven always nigh,
On homeless waters Thou our home.
O Jesu, Savior, at whose voice...
Be Thou our haven always nigh,
On homeless waters Thou our home.
O Jesu, Savior, at whose voice
...Thy presence in these sacred halls.
O Thou, who, homeless, wandered wide
Through far Judea’s favored land,...
Thy presence in these sacred halls.
O Thou, who, homeless, wandered wide
Through far Judea’s favored land,
...He’s living now in glory, and He’ll bless me, too.
But when I remember how homeless and sad
He wandered that weary land o’er,...
He’s living now in glory, and He’ll bless me, too.
But when I remember how homeless and sad
He wandered that weary land o’er,
...There are mansions for all over there,
For the poor and the homeless below;
There is room for the world over there,...
There are mansions for all over there,
For the poor and the homeless below;
There is room for the world over there,
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Our homeless and lonely Savior said,
There are many mansions up there;...
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Our homeless and lonely Savior said,
There are many mansions up there;
...For us facing every danger,
Living as a homeless stranger,
Make we Thee our king most dear....
For us facing every danger,
Living as a homeless stranger,
Make we Thee our king most dear.
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Our homeless and lonely Savior said,
There are many mansions up there;...
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Our homeless and lonely Savior said,
There are many mansions up there;
...Faint tho’ its glimmering be;
It may lighten some homeless wanderer,
Tossing on life’s dark sea....
Faint tho’ its glimmering be;
It may lighten some homeless wanderer,
Tossing on life’s dark sea.
...Wandering on ’mid ice and snow;
Houseless, homeless, God’s own Word
Shall its precious comfort be,...
Wandering on ’mid ice and snow;
Houseless, homeless, God’s own Word
Shall its precious comfort be,
...Feeble humanity naught can avail.
Thousands are homeless, and quick to their cry,
Heaven-born charity yields a supply;...
Feeble humanity naught can avail.
Thousands are homeless, and quick to their cry,
Heaven-born charity yields a supply;
...Feeble humanity naught can avail.
Thousands are homeless, and quick to their cry,
Heaven-born charity yields a supply;...
Feeble humanity naught can avail.
Thousands are homeless, and quick to their cry,
Heaven-born charity yields a supply;
...Wandering on ’mid ice and snow;
Houseless, homeless, God’s own Word
Shall its precious comfort be,...
Wandering on ’mid ice and snow;
Houseless, homeless, God’s own Word
Shall its precious comfort be,
...Where lay the holy Child, in poor array,
Where He, the King of kings, a homeless stranger,
For love of man was born on Christmas Day....
Where lay the holy Child, in poor array,
Where He, the King of kings, a homeless stranger,
For love of man was born on Christmas Day.
...God of outcasts, may we see how you value everyone,
For each homeless refugee is your daughter or your son.
Lord, your loving knows no bounds; you have conquered death for all....
God of outcasts, may we see how you value everyone,
For each homeless refugee is your daughter or your son.
Lord, your loving knows no bounds; you have conquered death for all.
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No homeless wanderer am I,
My Father dwells above the sky;...
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No homeless wanderer am I,
My Father dwells above the sky;
...To the young and to the old,
To the homeless, tired and cold,
To the lost, to those who mourn,...
To the young and to the old,
To the homeless, tired and cold,
To the lost, to those who mourn,
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A homeless stranger amongst us came,
To this land of sin and mourning;...
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A homeless stranger amongst us came,
To this land of sin and mourning;
...In each land and town and home.
In a shelter, poor and homeless,
Sleeps a child upon her bed;...
In each land and town and home.
In a shelter, poor and homeless,
Sleeps a child upon her bed;
...My son! my son!
Thou art friendless, homeless,
Hopeless, and undone;...
My son! my son!
Thou art friendless, homeless,
Hopeless, and undone;
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